An old man and a young man, having fun and having fun, don’t seem very serious.
But invisibly, the pressure in Chen Ping's heart was relieved.
After all, road construction is a major event in the county. The county magistrate places his expectations on him, so how can there be no pressure?
After belatedly realizing Mr. Ye's good intentions, Chen Ping could only feel moved and grateful.
In his two lifetimes, he has only met one teacher who can be so considerate of his students!
Before Chen Ping's true feelings could be revealed, Mr. Ye waved his hands repeatedly: "Since today is the monthly break, don't sit in the academy doing questions and go play with your classmates!"
"By the way, when I saw Ye Chongwen, I warned him on my behalf. Just tell him that none of you are allowed to be absent from my arithmetic class tomorrow!"
As for why the three of them were not allowed to be absent, they only warned Ye Chongwen.
Naturally, because of the other two people, they would not miss every class of Mr. Ye.
What else can Chen Ping say?
I could only agree incessantly and mourn for Ye Chongwen for a second in my heart.
A moment later, in a corner of the academy.
Suddenly there was a shrill cry.
"Why are there arithmetic classes in the world!"
"If you are deficient in other subjects, you can still work hard to catch up. Even if you can't learn it, you really can't!"
"God, please spare me!"
Chen Ping and He Qingxuan tried hard to hold back their laughter until their faces turned red and their necks became thick, and finally they couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Hahaha..."
Maybe it was because the laughter of the two hurt friends was too lethal, Ye Chongwen forced himself to get out of his grief in an instant.
Wiping away the non-existent tears, Ye Chongwen turned his head and said resolutely, "If you have wine today, you will be drunk today, and you will be worried tomorrow!"
"I shouldn't cry now. I can't get hurt twice because of the same thing. It's not too late to cry tomorrow!"
"Let's go to Lao Qin's wonton shop. I want to soothe my soul that is about to be injured."
Ye Chongwen's magical face change caused Chen Ping and He Qingxuan to raise their thumbs.
A real man should face the bleak life like this!
Lao Qin’s wonton shop, let’s go!
Not long after, the three of them wandered neatly to the grass market not far from the academy.
There is a grass market more than 100 meters long, with dozens of stalls scattered here and there, all selling delicacies and gadgets that are loved by the teachers and students of the academy, but it seems quite messy.
Only at the end of the grass market are several newly built shops, indicating that the business prospects here will never stop at the status quo.
Ye Chongwen took the lead, leading his two friends through the grass market and heading straight to one of the shops.
Only Chen Ping looked around and took the opportunity to check the quality and price of the items sold at each stall.
The Chen family's source of livelihood is still too thin. They always rely on picking herbs, which is not a long-term solution.
Rural areas are generally poor, especially tenant households with little land. It is rare to be able to work for a year without owing foreign debt.
It can be said that every household is racking their brains and looking for ways to make money to support their families.
Under such circumstances, picking herbs, a way of making money that is difficult to avoid being seen by everyone, will inevitably be discovered by interested people before long.
When the time comes, pass one to two, and two to a hundred.
Villagers eager to make money swarmed into the mountains, sweeping away the easy-to-pick places. This is definitely a foreseeable sight.
Thinking of this, Chen Ping became more and more anxious.
We must find a new way to make money for our family before this happens!
Otherwise, no matter how tired Chen Duohai and his wife are, they will not be able to meet the expenses of studying.
He was thinking about something in his mind, but followed the two of them closely, and soon arrived at Lao Qin's Wonton Shop.
A banner hangs on the lintel of the shop, indicating that our shop does not have many bells and whistles and really only sells wonton snacks.
Such a unique business model even became one of the topics of conversation among the people in the county.
It is said that the main store of Lao Qin’s Wonton Shop has been open on the busiest street in the county for nearly a hundred years.
Not only has it not been overwhelmed by the rising restaurants and restaurants nearby, but it has continued to open branches.
Now he has opened a branch in Qingsong Town, which shows that the owner really has some skills.
Entering the store, there were not many customers, and the seven or eight tables were not full, which was convenient for Chen Ping and the others.
"This is the wonton shop you've been talking about for days. Doesn't it look like anything new?"
He Qingxuan looked around and couldn't help curling his lips, not understanding.
How could such a small shop keep the greedy Ye Chongwen talking about it?
Ye Chongwen ignored him and shouted directly to the waiter, "Do the mutton wontons in your store really taste the same as those in the main store?"
"Try three bowls first. If they don't taste like the main store, don't blame me for not paying for them and picking your flags before leaving!"
Such a shout immediately attracted the attention of the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper, wearing a staff hat, walked over with a smile, bowed his head gently to Ye Chongwen, and said with a smile, "It turns out that the young guest is a regular customer of the main store. It is really a fate."
"This branch has just opened three or five days ago, and you are still the first customer to call out our signature wontons as soon as you come in."
"Let's see, no matter how much we can eat today, the third little brother will get a free meal. Just because of this fate, how about it?"
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. Ye Chongwen felt a little embarrassed when the shopkeeper gave him such a favor.
That's what he said just now. He had no intention of taking advantage of anyone, let alone not paying for meals.
I want to refuse, saying that I am not short of this few copper coins, but it seems arrogant.
Just when Ye Chongwen felt a little embarrassed, Chen Ping had already spoken.
"Shopkeeper, don't get me wrong. My classmate has been craving your wontons for several days, so I'm a bit anxious now. Please forgive me."
The shopkeeper still had a gentle face and a smile, as if he had not misunderstood anything from beginning to end.
Chen Ping turned around and glared at Ye Chongwen.
After all, Ye Chongwen is the grandson of Mr. Ye. Although it is just a joke, it prevents people from spreading jokes like " Mr. Ye's grandson is arrogant and domineering by virtue of his status as an elder."
Don't underestimate the level of talkativeness of the academy's teachers and students.
Since ancient times, the academy has been the best breeding ground for all kinds of public opinions and rumors.
If the news reaches Mr. Ye's ears, he will inevitably get another beating.
As he spoke, Chen Ping looked around the store and seemed to realize something. He cupped his hands and said with a smile, "The food in our store should be extremely delicious, but I don't know why there are still so few customers at meal time?"
"Shopkeeper, do you want to know the reason?"
Sure enough, when the customer flow issue was mentioned, the shopkeeper's face immediately changed and he asked eagerly.
"Do you know, brother? I hope you can give me some advice."
At this time, not only the shopkeeper looked troubled, but He Qingxuan and Ye Chongwen also looked surprised.
Chen Ping actually knows how to do business?
After a moment of silence, under the expectant gazes of the three people, Chen Ping smiled softly and said, "Of course it's because the academy has strict management and students have a shorter time to come out."
"Every time it's meal time, everyone goes straight to the food stall they are most familiar with. How can they consider a new and unfamiliar store?"
"If your store wants to open up, someone from the academy must take the initiative to spread the word. Shopkeeper, do you understand?"
The shopkeeper is such a smart person. After a little thought, he roughly guessed the meaning of Chen Ping's words.
"Little old man, I understand!"
"The three little friends are the nobles of the shop. They were all joking just now. I promise that there will never be any bad words spread from the shop!"
After hearing this, He Qingxuan looked at Chen Ping with deep surprise.